...and THANK YOU for Shopping at MY House!

This morning I was happily headed off to work when my neighbor asked me if I knew my wheel was missing on the back (street side) of my car. GRRR. I was so lucky he happened to be going to work at that same time, because honestly, I probably would have not noticed and driven right off the wooden block the thief left under my axle. That would have really caused some damage.

 

I remember when we first moved to our last house. I call it the Hell House because we remodeled ourselves it and it was full of nightmares (but that is another story). Our friend and neighbor at that time told us to put away all of our stuff that was outside of our house and be sure to park only in the garage from October to January because, and I quote, "...people will go shopping for Christmas in this neighborhood and steel what every is out." What a lovely thought.

 

The first year we forgot. They sole our large Adirondack chairs, 3 garden hoses, our watering can (for the love of Hesus), and 5 potted plants off our porch. One of our neighbors lost all of her wind chimes.

 

The second year, we put our stuff in the garage for 3 months...so my truck was broken into in the driveway and they took about 20 CDs, the stereo, etc.

 

The following year, someone stole the city garbage can we use to put our trash out. WTF??

 

So we were happy to move. We have had little crime in our new neighborhood for the last 4 1/2 years. All the cars on our street were egged a couple of times, which really screws up the paint...and now this. It just bugs me. I know crime happens but there is a little angry part of me that wants to move to a guarded/gated community. I mean guarded with guns. See, that's overreacting, right? For now, I guess we will just get a new damn wheel for Christmas.